People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, read more

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends read more

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends on unreasonable people.

At home I am a nice guy: but I don't want the world to know. Humble people, I've found, don't read more

At home I am a nice guy: but I don't want the world to know. Humble people, I've found, don't get very far.rn

There are two types of people - those who come into a room and say, "Well, here I am!" and read more

There are two types of people - those who come into a room and say, "Well, here I am!" and those who come in and say, "Ah, there you are."

When dealing with people, remember you are not dealing with creatures of logic, but with creatures of emotion, creatures bristling read more

When dealing with people, remember you are not dealing with creatures of logic, but with creatures of emotion, creatures bristling with prejudice, and motivated by pride and vanity

People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on read more

People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them

If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.

If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are read more

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"

I owe my solitude to other people.

I owe my solitude to other people.